Before Huang Guangzhou understood the meaning of these words, Ma Angelica called his adjutant, a second lieutenant in his early twenties. "You send Mr. Huang to the back to rest, don't snub him!" The second lieutenant stretched out his hand and made an inviting gesture, "Mr. Huang, please come here!" ”

At this time, Huang Guangzhou was already a little depressed, and when he got up in the morning, he was still a county parent official, and he was imprisoned at noon. The huge identity gap made this old man in his fifties seem to age ten years in an instant.

Just as Huang Guangzhou was about to leave with the soldiers, a petite figure rushed out of the back hall and protected him. "You're not allowed to arrest my daddy!"

The sudden burst of men startled everyone, and no less than thirty rifles were pointed at the target at the same time. But then everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and it turned out to be a twelve or thirteen-year-old Lori. The dark eyes were round, the mouth was pouted, and the little pink face turned into a big apple because of the bulging cheeks. With a double bun full of beaded flowers and a small red silk flag suit, she is a Chinese version of Barbie. It's just that she looks like an aggressive little rooster now, glaring at the bad guys who are about to take her father.

Faced with an unexpected situation, the second lieutenant was the first to react. He half-crouched in front of the little girl and made an amiable appearance. "Little sister, who are you?"

The little girl answered him with silence.

"Don't be afraid, big brother is not a bad person."

Still no answer.

"Big brother just invited your dad to come to us as a guest."

In exchange for a pair of white eyes and a look of contempt around them.

"Come on! Big brother please eat candy! The reluctant lieutenant smiled sweeter as he spoke, taking a piece of chocolate from his pocket, unpacking it, and handing it to the little girl. The rich fragrance stimulated the little girl's sense of smell, and many people saw her swallow saliva, but in the end she shook her head firmly.

"It's so cute!" The second lieutenant was not discouraged, withdrew the chocolate, and reached out to pinch the little girl's face.

"Ma Jin!" Because of the cruel living environment of the original time and space, there were no children under the age of fourteen among the survivors, and everyone suddenly saw a little Lori carved in pink, and naturally they all loved it. The second lieutenant's actions were also human, but he forgot that he was now in a time and space where feudal etiquette and early marriage were prevalent, and the thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl had reached the age of marriage, and his actions could already be classified as "hooliganism". Seeing that Huang Guangzhou next to him was already pale and angry, Political Commissar Shen hurriedly stopped the "devil's claws" stretched out by the second lieutenant.

"Ma Jin, you send Mr. Huang and Miss Huang down to rest first, don't let people harass them!" Ma Angelica also discovered a problem at this time: there was a big loophole in the operation just now, and the troops only controlled the periphery and did not clean up the inside of the county government. If it had been a "human bomb" that had just rushed out, it would have suffered heavy losses today. Everyone is very cautious when facing mutants, why are they so careless in the face of the natives of the nineteenth century? In the final analysis, it is still the pride and complacency that is at work, thinking that the ancient people are all chickens and dogs, and they are vulnerable, so they are inert and self-sufficient. This is a question that needs to be raised in the next meeting! Otherwise, you will suffer in the future.

Huang Guangzhou was obediently taken back to the backyard, and Political Commissar Shen volunteered to do ideological work for him. Ma Angelica sat in the seat of the magistrate of the county after the public case, and now he is considered the master of the city. After a while, a middle-aged man in his thirties was brought in by Ma Jin. As soon as he entered the lobby, he knelt on the ground, so that Ma Angelica did not see his appearance clearly.

Ma Angelica sat on it, looked at the middle-aged man below who expressed his submission, put on a posture of a superior person, and said, "Don't kneel, get up and speak!" The middle-aged man got up when he heard this, shook his shirt, and raised his head. The major took a closer look, this middle-aged man Sanliu had long hair, a green shirt, and was well maintained, which also conformed to the image of the intellectuals in the clearcover. It's just a little overwhelmed by the major's sharp gaze. Ma Angelica coughed, and then asked, "You are the master of this county?" ”

"Exactly, exactly. The student Fang Congze was hired here last year for Mr. Huang to take care of the money and food for him. "Master's official words have a very heavy tone, but everyone can understand it.

Ma Angelica's heart moved, and when he guessed something, he asked; "Are you from Zhejiang?"

"Exactly, exactly. The student is from Shaoxing, Zhejiang. Fang Congze's attitude was respectful, which made Ma Angelica feel happy.

"I thought you were from Huzhou!" A chubby young man with no rank on his uniform teased.

"Shame! Ashamed! The word "rule" in the student's name is the "rule" of "leading by example", not the "philosophy" of "philosopher". The name under the same sound as the name of Fang Wen Duangong, but it is just a coincidence. Fang Congze didn't speak in a hurry, but he was secretly frightened: This gang of thieves is not uneducated!

Ma Angelica didn't know what dumb riddle the two were playing, and interjected to interrupt the two people in the crooked building. "Mr. Fang, do you know what we called you for?"

"Please also ask the king to command!" Fang Cong arched his hand, becoming more and more respectful.

"Mr. Fang, I think you have misunderstood. This army is not a mountain king who walks for the heavens, and it has nothing to do with those who 'oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty', but the Guangfu Army with the mission of reviving China and re-glorifying the Han rivers and mountains. Being regarded as a bandit made Ma Angelica very helpless and had to explain again.

"Yes, yes, the student is ignorant." Fang Congze looked around, although these soldiers of the so-called Liberation Army were dressed in bells and whistles, they were all neatly dressed and full of energy, and the foreign guns they held were not comparable to birds. Compared with them, the sailors of Humen, Tuen Mun, and the green camps of Dapeng are like bandits. It's just that this phrase of "reviving China" has confirmed their reputation as anti-thieves, and now they have to bow their heads under the roof. So he arched his hand and said: "But by the command of the commander!" "A look of obedience.

Seeing that the faces of the people below were suffocated like buns, the freshly baked Ma Dashuai didn't bother to correct the title. "This army has now taken over the administration of Xin'an, and since you are familiar with the situation in this city, you must assist this army in its work. In the future, revive China and rebuild China, you will be the hero of the founding of the country! ”

Fang Congze could not figure out whether he was a dragon or a thief at this time, so he had to agree. It was not until the commander above instructed him to summon the officials of the city, the six-room clerk, and the third-class officials that he hurriedly agreed to go as if he had been amnestied. Ma Angelica arranged for two soldiers to follow him, both to protect him and to spy on him.

Fang Cong walked out of the county office, and secretly observed the soldiers behind him as he walked. He already knew that the four doors were blocked now, and he didn't dare to fight the idea of escaping, so he had to go on an errand honestly. After walking two streets, I didn't meet a single person except for a group of patrolling soldiers. Seeing their neat and disciplined appearance, I secretly admired them in my heart. On the walls on both sides of the street were notes with such rebellious words as "Expelling the Tartars and restoring China" and "Recovering the rivers and mountains of the Han family." As he was walking, he suddenly heard a gong in front of him, and someone shouted "Go to the water!" Walk the water! Not far away, a plume of smoke rose into the air.

It didn't take long for three people to come running around the corner of the street, all dressed in coarse cloth jackets. His hair was messy and his face was covered in smudges. The leader held a pig-killing knife with blood stains on it in his right hand, and a bulging rice pocket in his left hand; The two men in the back were both armed with axes, one with several women's clothes wrapped around him, and the other with a copper basin in his hand. The three of them had extremely vicious expressions on their faces, and at first glance they knew that they were not good.

Master Fang was startled, and immediately stopped, and the two soldiers behind him ran up and aimed their guns at the three of them. "Don't move! Drop your weapon! ”

The three of them turned to run, and both rifles rang out at the same time. In line with the principle of capturing the thief and capturing the king first, both shots greeted the leader. I saw him scream, and a bloody flower burst out of his big foot, and then the person fell to the ground.

The other two wanted to escape, but more than a dozen soldiers came and caught the two in an urn. Seeing that there was no hope of escape, the two threw away the things in their hands, knelt on the ground with their heads in their hands, and shouted at the same time in their mouths.

Although most of the soldiers had lived in Guangdong for some time, they only understood the vernacular, which is the official dialect of Guangdong, and they did not understand the local language of other places, nor did they understand what the two were shouting. Master Fang saw the soldier's confusion and explained: "These two great heavens are begging the chief master to spare their lives!" The sergeant who led the team frowned, and the above did not explain how to deal with this situation, whether to arrest it or shoot it directly to deter other bad elements, it was really nerve-wracking! The thug who was shot howled like a pig, rolling on the ground and struggling for his life, after all, this is a living person, not a completely thoughtless mutant who only knows how to kill before. It's better to arrest them first, and wait for the decision from above to kill or chop.

The two uninjured thugs were lifted, their hands tied together with cable ties to make a sedan chair, and the injured thugs were carried away. Master Fang led the two soldiers to continue his errand, and after walking a short distance, he passed by the scene of the crime. A butcher shop that was robbed, Master Fang knew the proprietor of this family, a local, surnamed Qi, who had been selling meat in the city since his great-grandfather's generation, and was known as "Big-bellied Qi" because of his wealth. At this time, the butcher was lying on the ground in front of his shop, naked, his eyes were closed, his face was bloodless, and there was a three-inch-long knife on his stomach, and blood was coming out, which was very scary to look at. A soldier used gauze to plug the wound, but where could he block it, he was about to die. His little family sat on the side, only crying.

Master Fang was about to say a few words of comfort, but there was a rush of footsteps behind him, and a soldier who was different from the others ran over. The soldier was unarmed, but carried a small leather box, about the size of the doctor's medicine box, and a white cloth hoop with a red cross painted on his left arm. Seeing someone coming, the soldier beside the pot-bellied Qi automatically gave way to his position. Later, the soldier took out a small glass bottle from the box, removed the gauze from the wound of the big belly, and sprinkled the white powder in the bottle on the wound. The medic touched the wounded man's neck, opened his eyelids and looked at him, and said to the others: "There is still help, find something to carry him to the hospital!" The other soldiers removed the door panel of the butcher's shop, put the potbelly on it and carried it away, and the wife of the potbelly saw that the head of the house was still saved, and she couldn't take care of the family, so she took her eight or nine-year-old son and followed.

Looking at the group of people who had gone away, Master Fang was amazed. "The living dead, flesh and bones, is really a miracle medicine!" couldn't hold back his curiosity, and asked his "bodyguard", "Dare to ask what kind of elixir this is?" ”

"Yunnan Baiyao."

"Yunnan Baiyao?!" Master Fang wasn't sure if he had heard it wrong, he knew about Yunnan, it was in the northwest of Guangxi, but he hadn't heard of Baiyao. After thinking about it, he thought that the big leader of this gang of "anti-thieves" was still waiting for him in the yamen, so he had to put away his curiosity and continue to complete his "work".